Tap the app, swipe left or right
… mostly left, who am I kidding?
Mostly for fun but deep inside
Hoping to see something…
Someone…
Out of the ordinary?
Ironic.
Isn’t this whole experience
out of the ordinary?
Since when are we so comfortable…
so lazy
That it became ok to look for love
by clicking through a bunch of
pictures and
reading a short description?
Why is the complexity of feelings
reduced to a name, an age and
a location?
Is this a testament to how cluelessly disconnected
we truly are
from the world?
Why is it less socially acceptable
to see someone cute in a café
and try to talk to them…
in person
in the moment
anchored by a genuine spark of attraction
Than to talk to them
After ten minutes of scrolling
On your phone screen?
Why dehumanise such a humane experience?
Are we nothing but an automated
High functioning machine
That’s fallen into a routine:
Work or school
Home
Some friends
And apps…
Upon apps upon apps upon apps
That even love has now become
A profitable business?
“Less time, less investment, more convenient”
– Should that be the phrase defining
Meeting a potential partner
That deserves to see
All your vulnerability
All your darkness and your light
All that… makes you what you are?
Is it just me?
Am I somehow living
In a different century
Unable to fall in step with the times
The norms
The values
Of a modern-day society?
Or are there others
That limp slowly
Through everyday morality
Hoping to find someone
To match their pace
Their thinking…
Just like me?
Read her stories and poetry on www.reflections.me.uk
